Can you not read another poem of mine? 
Can't you easily lose faith in meas I have effortlessly done? 
Can't you toss conscience to the wind when I bare my feelings? 
I see, you wear your mother's smile. And her love for an unsure soul. 
Obviously, your daddy's story isn't mainstream tale. 
You constantly question why mum accepted him. 
Girl, 
hate me when I say I love you. 
Please look me crazy when I approach the discuss. 
Or aren't you discerning enough to perceive fruitlessness? 
Don't hope on me cause my life is mere wishful. 
Don't dare let poems mislead you. 
Don't think I deserve a extra chance. 
Experience has emphasized that I won't amount to much. 
Don't bother. 
Don't stress. 
A dreamer might just die in his nightmare.
And a girl might not need become a widow. 
But, 
I 
Love you 
Yet the weight of my reality is a burden I wish not for you.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem